Beautiful Ache

The Tension that exists 

when you have no child 

of your own, but you 

have wonderful children

in your life; it is my thorn 

in the flesh, to have the love 

and relationship as an aunt, 

friend, teacher, but those titles, 

while blessed and meaningful, 

cannot replace the one name 

I will never hear whispered 

in the nightly exchange 

after bedtime prayers, 

when a sleepy little one 

says in the sweetest 

and tenderest voice, 

“Goodnight, mommy.” 

That longing is my 

beautiful ache.

—C.L. Fisher, August 2020

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One thought on “Beautiful Ache

  1. One’s very own beautiful ache
    No other heart can understand
    Nor can a kind mind comprehend
    And no human touch can soothe

    For the pain continues to imbed Itself
    To one’s already very tender heart
    Like the changing seasons that one lives through
    So does the ache comes to be once more felt through

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